Once

There once was this boy I loved very much. He would leave a rose on my doorstep on my birthdays and the anniversary of our meeting. I don't know what happened to him. I lost my memory and my ability to speak after a horrendous hit-and-run accident. A different boy shows up like clockwork at the bar I bartend at, but he's not a boy. He is all man. Tall. Imposing. Brooding. Guns for arms. He doesn't...